Chapter 68 Slaying the Lion
In an instant, the Lion Douluo's body swelled several times its original size, transforming into a gigantic golden lion.
It radiated dazzling light, resembling a ferocious beast from ancient times.
The Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Body was incredibly powerful, unleashing the aura of a level 97 Title Douluo without reservation.
Lan Minghua appeared as small as a chick before the Lion Douluo, yet his imposing presence overwhelmed the colossal figure before him.
"Heh, is being big useful? Just a bigger target!" As
soon as the words fell, a blinding sword light erupted from the sky.
A sharp sword aura tore through the air, descending like divine punishment.
The first sword aura fell like a meteor from outer space, carrying boundless pressure and destructive power, crashing down.
Even before the sword aura arrived, the surrounding air was torn apart, emitting a sharp buzzing sound.
The Lion Douluo looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly contracting, hiding himself beneath his Martial Soul True Body.
"Clang!"
However, before this sword energy, the Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Body was easily torn apart like paper.
The lion's golden mane flew and dissipated in the sword light, and the sword energy suddenly pierced into the Lion Douluo's body, blood spurting out.
The Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Body, along with himself, was slammed into the ground by this sword energy.
With a loud boom, a bottomless ravine was carved into the ground, ice and snow flying everywhere, as if the earth itself was trembling.
The Lion Douluo coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet on the snow.
At this moment, the arrogance in his heart was completely shattered, and only fear lingered in his heart.
Lan Minghua looked at the Lion Douluo on the ground with a sneer, not giving him a chance to catch his breath, and the second sword energy followed closely.
The second sword energy was like a silver dragon, roaring as it rushed towards the Lion Douluo.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, forming a visible vacuum channel.
The Lion Douluo's Martial Soul True Form's left forelimb was easily severed like a withered branch by this sword energy.
Not only his Martial Soul True Form, but the Lion Douluo's left arm was also severed almost simultaneously.Looking for someone in Karachi todaySingleflirtLooking for someone in Karachi todaySingleflirtYou'll never believe why I moved to… KarachiMeetSinglesYou'll never believe why I moved to… KarachiMeetSingles
"Ah!"
The excruciating pain caused Lion Douluo to let out a low roar, his heart filled with rage and resentment.
He tried to retaliate, but the intense pain slowed his movements, and fear gradually spread through his mind.
In his hesitation, a third sword aura swept across, like a silver ribbon traversing the heavens and earth, carrying endless sharpness and killing intent.
The sword aura slashed across Lion Douluo's abdomen, instantly tearing his body apart with a deep, bone-revealing wound.
Blood cascaded down like a waterfall, staining the surrounding ice and snow red.
The sword aura's residual power did not diminish, splitting a huge crack in a distant iceberg, causing it to collapse with a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were trembling.
Lion Douluo's eyes were bloodshot, and blood kept spilling from his mouth.
"No, impossible! Besides the Grand Elder, how could there be someone so strong on the continent!"
A sense of despair rose in his heart, as if the entire world was collapsing.
He had never imagined that he would be so wretched, even utterly powerless to fight back.
Lan Minghua showed no emotion whatsoever. With a flick of his finger, the fourth sword aura aimed straight for Lion Douluo's head.
Even before the sword aura arrived, Lion Douluo felt his scalp tingle, the shadow of death looming over him.
He barely managed to dodge to the side, but the sword aura still sliced off half of his ear, drawing a line of blood.
"Ah!"
The excruciating pain caused Lion Douluo to let out a shrill roar, his voice filled with despair and terror. The aftershocks of
the sword aura swept across, whipping up the surrounding snow and ice, forming a massive snow wave that swallowed everything in its path.
Lion Douluo's vision began to blur, his legs buckled, and he collapsed heavily to his knees on the snow, the only sound the howling of the wind and snow filling his ears.
The fifth sword aura descended from the sky, like a silver pillar piercing through heaven and earth, carrying boundless pressure and destructive power.
The sword aura pierced through Lion Douluo's true form, striking him directly in the back, severing his spine.
Lion Douluo lay sprawled on the ground like a dog. His eyes were bloodshot, blood constantly spilling from his mouth; he truly looked like a broken-backed dog.
The sixth sword aura swept across, like a silver crescent moon, carrying endless sharpness and killing intent.
The sword aura sliced through Lion Douluo's right hind leg, severing it cleanly at the root.
His body completely lost its balance, crashing heavily to the ground.
Despair filled Lion Douluo's eyes; the resentment and anger in his heart transformed into boundless fear.
He tried to struggle, but his body was already immobile, and he could only watch helplessly as the sword aura pierced through his chest.
The seventh and final sword aura aimed straight for Lion Douluo's heart.
The sword aura, like a silver meteor, streaked across the sky, chasing after the ground like a nail from the heavens.
"No!!!" Sensing the situation in the sky, Lion Douluo let out a heart-wrenching roar, his voice filled with resentment and despair.
He tried to struggle, but his body was already immobile, and he could only watch helplessly as the sword aura pierced through his chest.
"Pfft!"
The sword energy pierced his heart, spraying a cloud of blood.
The Lion Douluo's body trembled violently, then collapsed helplessly to the ground.
His eyes still held resentment and fear. His golden lion form gradually dissipated, turning into specks of light that vanished into the snowstorm.
The snowstorm continued, leaving only Lan Minghua's figure in the world.
He coldly glanced at the Lion Douluo's corpse, his voice indifferent: "The Spirit Hall's retainers are nothing more than this."
Spirit Hall, Retainer Hall, Fourth Retainer Lion Douluo, fallen.
Having said that, Lan Minghua glanced intentionally or unintentionally at a certain spot, then gracefully departed.
The commotion that had just occurred seemed as if it weren't his doing.
However, the broken walls and ruins in the frozen forest, and the three corpses of Title Douluos on the ground, all testified to the turmoil that had just occurred.
A quarter of an hour after Lan Minghua left, two figures dared to appear from afar.
Immediately afterward, a soft, feminine voice rang out.
"That guy is truly lawless; even the level 97 Fourth Elder died at his hands."
The speaker was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.
He and Ghost were dispatched by Bibi Dong under the guise of a mission the day after Lion Douluo and the other two left the Spirit Hall. It
was indeed a mission, but the mission was to track Lion Douluo and his companions.
Ghost looked at the altered terrain before him, still shaken, and whispered, "Yue Guan, we should go back and report to His Holiness the Pope. If that guy runs into us, our fate won't be any better."
Hearing this, Yue Guan shuddered, nodded repeatedly, and returned towards the Spirit Hall's location.
They hadn't come to provide support; they had only come to check on the final situation.
Now that they had the answer they wanted, they naturally had to return to report to Bibi Dong.
Lan Minghua hovered above Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, glancing at the spot where Yue Guan and Ghost had left, but didn't make a move.
"Yue Guan and Gui Mei? I didn't expect them to survive. But they're not making a move, so they're probably just letting them continue to spread the fame of the Heavenly Dragon Gang."
As soon as Lan Minghua landed, Zhu Zhuqing eagerly asked, "Master, where are Oscar and the others?"
"Don't worry, they're fine, they won't be. Let's find suitable soul beasts for you two first, then we'll go find them."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing breathed a sigh of relief. The last time Lan Minghua said this, Xiao Wu was alright, wasn't she?
Then Lan Minghua began helping Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran find suitable soul beasts.
Meanwhile, Oscar and Dugu Yan fell into the bottom of a bottomless ice cave.
Although both of them landed in the ice cave, their locations were different.
Oscar shivered from the cold, struggling to open his eyes, staring at the icy world.
"W-Where is this?!"
Just as he was wondering, he heard a crisp, tinkling sound like ice crystals colliding.
Oscar looked up and saw a bunch of ice silkworms emitting a faint green light wriggling around.
(End of Chapter)
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